God. Jesus. And Tool. I freaking love Tool. I was here tonight to read about Rosetta Stoned, one of my favorite songs, and some seventeen year old kid loves the same part of the song as I do. Probably, a lot of people love that part of the song, but it's nice to know I'm not the only one so affected by those lines Maynard sings about being overwhelmed to be the one placed in his position. It's sheer musical beauty, intricate, ornate and encompassing. I love Tool.